Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears grey trousers with violet and tan striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Recently the stress of being a Stylist has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp).

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered north to less war torn lands. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2100 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: A 6'4" western man, he wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and yellow pants. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Antinua was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This woman loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Through the years after Dariff was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dariff's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 250 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.